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I hate allergies

Last Sunday is a perfect example of why I hate allergies. It started in Sunday school, when we had a monthly "feast" that involved Krispy Kreme doughnuts. I brought round crackers for Amanda---pretty good, but no substitute for doughnuts.

Then after church we had a celebration of the end of setting up and tearing down chairs every week (we meet in a school, and are soon going to move to our own building). There was a skit, a folding chair throwing contest (Amanda did pretty well) and...a cake. Of course made with milk and eggs, because who would serve a vegan cake at a general celebration (to include everyone, it would have to be gluten free as well). Amanda separated herself from the cake by going out to the playground by herself.

We went out to lunch after the celebration to our great Greek restaurant. While we were deciding where to go, Amanda voted for the Greek restaurant, saying something like, "Gyros is sooooo yummy." She ate an entire grown up serving of gyros and almost all the french fries. The other kids had their lunch, which included a dessert---ice cream, or rice pudding. It has never seemed to matter very much to Amanda, who was still packing away french fries and gyros when the dessert came, but this time she seemed to watch very attentively.

She recently had her allergy tests re-done, and is still allergic to everything she was before, although I remain hopeful that she'll grow out of it. Maybe the problem last Sunday was that I didn't prepare enough. Or maybe this is just something she'll deal with, probably more gracefully than I will.
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